The Magic Remote Ch. 05

"You don't know that," replied Megan, her voice cracking.

"I'm the only one who does." I paused, staring thoughtfully at the remote. "Soon, all your troubles will go away as well."

Megan cried out loud, spit flew from her mouth as she yelled for anyone to help her. But no answer came. "Stop it! Please! Let me go!"

"Tell me, Megan, have I hurt you once? I could, you know. I could make you do anything. I feel like I've been quite nice considering how rude you've been."

Megan didn't stop screaming. I sighed. "I'll even give you a choice," I said, leaning back in my chair. "You can choose what you'll become."

"W-what?"

"I said you can choose what you will become. Dr. Larson became my new mother and the wife of your friend. June became my new sister, and the others... well, you don't need to know about them." Of course, there weren't any others. At least, none that I had changed in such a drastic manner, but she didn't need to know that. I wasn't sure why I was lying to her like that, but it did make me feel more powerful. Like I was a practiced master of mind control and not someone who had only done it a handful of times.

Megan thought about it for a few seconds, then she shook her head. "I want to be me. Can't you let me be myself?"

"That was the plan before you started causing problems."

"Then let me leave! I'll never cause a problem for you again."

I laughed, turning the remote over in my hand. Her eyes stared at the remote, only taking them off it when I spoke. "I can't trust you anymore."

Megan groaned. "Why, Henry? Why are you doing this?"

"You still haven't given me an answer. Maybe you'd like me to choose?"

She spat on the ground, her sadness turning to anger. "Aren't you already? Did any of them really get a choice? You're a monster."

"Spit doesn't belong on the floor. Lick that up." Without hesitation, Megan dropped to her knees and began licking the floor. While that had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, I had to admit that it did turn me on to see her like that.

"Apologize," I commanded.

"I'm sorry," said Megan, before returning to cleaning the floor with her mouth.

"I'm sorry, Master."

Megan winced. "I'm sorry, Master."

"Good," I said, smiling. "Maybe I should keep you around."

"No," muttered Megan.

"I wonder if you'd make a good maid or even a pet." Unable to help myself, I burst out laughing. "Yes, my mother's bitchy friend becoming my loyal pet. How does that sound?"

"Stop it!" yelled Megan. "This isn't you!"

She was right. I wasn't some type of sadist. Hell, even with the power of the universe in my hands, I still debated if I was doing the right thing. Yet, I wanted to do this. I wanted to see Megan suffer for trying to stop me. I wanted to get back at her for the years of suffering she had given me.

Was it really suffering though? At most, she had been a bit rude. I felt a pain in the back of my head. Shaking my head, I tried to push through the pain. My thoughts were jumbled. Megan continued to cry in front of me, but instead of looking sad, she looked more confused. This was exhausting.

"You're right," I replied. "This isn't me. But I can't let you go." Megan began to say something, but I held out my hand to silence her. "Even with the remote, there's no guarantee that you'll do what I say. What if you go straight to the police? What I'm doing can't be legal."

Megan stared at the remote. I noticed a strange glow in her eyes, but I didn't comment on it. "What are you going to do?" asked Megan, her voice still wavering.

"I'm not sure. I can't let you go, yet you don't want to stay here. Things can't go back to the way they were."

There was a brief moment of silence before Megan started hiccuping. To my surprise, Megan spoke first. "Are they really happy?" asked Megan, still staring at the remote.

I tried to hide my surprise. "If you want, I can ask them to come in so you can ask them yourself."

There was a mix of emotions on Megan's face. I didn't have to wait long for her to make a decision. "Yes. I want to ask Candace."

Holding the power button on the remote, I called out for Mom. The two of us waited anxiously in my room. After a few minutes, I heard a knock on the door and then Mom entered the room. She was still wearing her bikini. The smell of sunscreen and chlorine wafted into the room with her.

"Yes, Henry?" asked Mom, seemingly ignoring her friend kneeling in the center of my room. Mom's eyes were glazed over, a sign that she was totally under my control.

I looked over at Megan. "Ask her anything you want, she'll answer you honestly."

Megan looked at Mom and then back at me. "How do I know that? What if this is some kind of trick?"

I shrugged. "You can't. If you don't want to try, then I can just-"

"No!" exclaimed Megan. "I will try." Megan thought for a moment. "Who was your first kiss?"

After a brief moment of silence, Mom answered, "You."

Glancing at me, Megan shook her head. "This can't be real," she muttered to herself.

"Is that all you wanted to ask her?"

"Of course not," replied Megan angrily. "Candace, is he hurting you?"

Again, Mom took a second to answer. "No, Henry hasn't hurt me in any way."

"What about the other two girls?" asked Megan.

"I don't understand," replied Mom.

If Megan had control of her body, I was sure she would have thrown up her hands angrily. "Has he hurt them."

"Not to my knowledge, no," answered Mom in a monotone voice.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Megan smiled at the floor. "That's good." Then she frowned, and her face grew serious. "Are you happy?"

Mom looked like she was going to answer, then hesitated. "I think so."

"You think so?" asked Megan, turning to glare at me.

"Well, my marriage with Abraham wasn't great," said Mom. "Piper is... she's everything I wanted in a partner. She's funny, reliable, a good parent, and she..." Mom glanced at me. "She turns me on more than Abraham ever did."

"Gross!" Megan laughed. I couldn't help but crack a smile. While everything had gone wrong, things were going in a good direction. Still, I watched silently as the two friends continued to laugh together. With the remote, I could make Megan do whatever I wanted, but that wasn't good enough. I wanted Megan to suffer.

I wanted her to willingly give herself up.

Megan's laughter faltered as she looked at me. My smile was met with a scowl, but I could tell her heart wasn't in it. Sighing, Megan turned to Mom. "Candace, if I left forever, would you miss me?"

Unlike the other questions, Mom didn't hesitate. "Yes. You're my best friend, Megan. I can't imagine my life without you."

Tears welled in Megan's eyes. "So what now, Henry? Am I to become your sister? Another mother? Your aunt?"

"Maybe you could have been, but that opportunity has passed. You either leave forever, or you take my offer."

"Which is?" asked Megan, glaring up at me.

Leaning down, I whispered into her ear, "Become my pet. My eternal slave. Give yourself over to me, willingly."

Megan scoffed. "Like I'd ever agree to that."

I shrugged. "Then I'll erase your memory and you can leave."

"But Candace..."

"Will forget you ever existed. She'll feel sad, sure, but it will be like she never knew you."

Confusion, regret, and sadness crossed Megan's face in an instant. I could tell she was having trouble deciding, so I tried to sweeten the deal. "Look at Mom, does she seem sad? No. June and Piper love their new life. Being under my control isn't so bad."

"I still don't believe that," replied Megan, though she sound so sure. "Henry, if I became your pet... would I be happier?" asked Megan, averting her eyes.

I couldn't help but smile. "That would be up to you. Do you want to be my pet?"

"No."

"Then I'm not sure you would be happy," I replied, frowning.

"I don't want to lose Candace."

Sighing, I placed my hand on her shoulder. "I know, but I am a cruel man and you've put me in a precarious situation. I have to do something."

Megan didn't respond. As she thought through her dilemma, I pretended to get bored. In reality, I was very excited. My cock strained in my pants as I wondered what she would choose, Of course, I would let her go if she asked. With the remote, she would never remember anything. Or at least, that was what I hoped would happen.

"I- I... I'll be your pet."

There it was. In the end, everything went my way. Now, all that was left was to break her down further. "No."

"What!" screamed Megan. "I thought that was what you wanted!"

"Prove to me it is what you want." Holding the remote, I released her body so that she could move.

She hesitated for a moment before she posed like a begging dog standing on its hind legs. "Please let me be your pet, Master," said Megan with a fake smile.

I laughed. "Bark for me."

"Bark, Bark!" Still wearing her fake smile, Megan did her best impression of a dog's bark.

I laughed, gently rubbing her head. "Good girl." Megan blushed, her fake smile fading for a moment before she recovered. "But there is a problem, isn't there?" I asked, stroking my chin as if I was deep in thought.

Anger flashed across Megan's face. "Is this not good enough for you?"

"It's good, but it could be better. See, you're acting like a dog, but you're constricted, there's something holding you back. Can you tell me what that is?"

"I don't understand."

Sighing, I grabbed the front of her camisole. "Dogs don't wear clothes!"

It took a second for it to hit her. Her face grew bright red as her eyes widened. "You want me to strip for you? But- But you're Mom is in the room with us," said Megan, gesturing to Mom standing motionless nearby.

"Good point," I replied. Looking at Mom, I commanded, "Strip."

Man, I love having a magic remote. Mom took off her bikini top and let it fall to the ground. Her breasts were on full display. It had been a bit since the last time I had seen them, but they were just as beautiful. Her dark pink nipples hardened instantly as they were exposed to the air.

Next, she dropped her bikini bottoms as well. Megan's eyes followed them to the floor, while mine stared at the treasure they were hiding beneath. As I had suspected, Mom was unshaven. Her black pubic hairs only enhanced the beauty of her vagina. Mom didn't seem to care that she was now standing naked in front of her best friend and her son, but Megan sure did.

"W-Why would you do that? I thought you wanted me to strip?" asked Megan, averting her eyes from her friend's naked body.

"Two reasons. One, I wanted to show you that Mom won't care if you get naked. She will have no memory of this after we are done. And two, I wanted to show you that I could make you strip if I wanted you two. I want you to do it yourself. Don't make me ask you to do something twice, because I'll make you do something worse. Understand?"

Megan nodded. "Yes, Master."

"Good, then take the next step in showing your obedience."

Megan took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Grabbing the hem of her camisole, she pulled it up and over her head. It joined Mom's bikini on the floor. Then she reached behind her and unclasped her bra. That too joined the growing pile of clothes. While I had seen Megan's breasts before, I still enjoyed watching them jiggle as she removed her pants.

With her back on the floor, Megan pulled down her shorts and panties at the same time. I tore my eyes away from Megan's breasts to see her sweet vagina. It parted open as she slipped off the rest of her clothes and tossed them onto the pile. For a second, Megan rushed to cover herself. Then, she glanced up at me with fear in her eyes as she let her arms fall.

I smiled warmly at her as I rubbed her head. "That's a good girl. How do you feel?"

"Terrible. This is humiliating. But..."

I raised an eyebrow. "But?"

"I've never been more turned on," answered Megan. I noticed one of her hands slip between her legs, but I didn't comment on it.

While Megan stealthily masturbated in the center of my room, I got to work preparing the family for our new pet. Using the magic remote, I could mind control June and Piper remotely. It wasn't a complicated command. All I did was make them see Megan as their pet and maid. I chose to make Megan a maid as well because it seemed like a fun idea at the time.

Then I thought about Megan and how I was going to change her cognition. I didn't want to completely erase her mind and build something new from scratch. That sounded like way too much work.

People should treat her like a pet, but also as something more. She should act submissive, yet playful. While I tried to figure out the best way to go about changing Megan, I noticed Mom was still standing by.

"Mom, do you have a spare headband from your maid costume? And some stirrup thigh-high socks? I want to give our new pet some new clothes."

Mom smiled. "That sounds lovely, Henry. I think I have just the thing."

Before Mom left, I managed to save myself from making another mistake. "Make sure you get dressed first."

She nodded, grabbing her bikini from the pile of clothes. I was disappointed to watch her pussy disappear, but I didn't want June or Piper to see her walk naked through the house. Once she left, it was just me and Megan alone again. I could clearly hear the sounds of her fingers rubbing her wet pussy.

"What the hell are stirrup socks?" asked Megan.

"There socks without anything covering your toes or hell."

"And why do you want me to wear those?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Because I'm a pervert. We'll go shopping for the rest of your costume, or should I say uniform, later."

"Pervert," said Megan slowly, her fingers picking up speed. "My perverted Master." Her eyes were unfocused, her breathing rapid. Seeing my Mom's friend reduced to such a state felt incredible. I felt like I was the most powerful man in the world.

Megan was so consumed by pleasure that she didn't notice the door opening. "Hey, Henry," said June. Like Mom, she wore a bikini, though her's was a bright blue and more revealing. Loose strands of dark pubic hair poked out from behind her bottoms. June glanced at Megan and smiled. She began to stroke Megan's head, not caring that Megan was completely naked.

"Good girl, get it all out," whispered June. Megan froze for a second as she felt June's hand but never stopped masturbating. She leaned into June's hand and began moaning.

June's other hand snaked to the front of Megan's body. Her fingers began playing with Megan's nipples. She pulled and twirled them, causing Megan to moan even louder. "So good!" cried out Megan. Completely succumbing to pleasure, Megan spread her legs out toward me.

"What, holy fuck, should I call her, Master?" asked Megan, staring up at me.

I thought about it for some time. It was difficult to think with the sounds of Megan's moaning and her wet pussy filling up the room. "Mistress, I suppose? Whatever you think is best."

Megan nodded, turning her head to look into June's eyes. "I love you, my Mistress." Their lips locked together. Both fought for dominance, with June quickly winning that battle. Her tongue broke past Megan's lips and began tasting everything inside. It was like watching a dance.

Their tongues caressed and played with each other. Spit leaked out onto Megan's naked body, but she didn't care. Her free hand grabbed June's face and pulled her closer. The other hand was a blur between her legs. I smiled. This was exactly what I had been hoping for.

June didn't see Megan as my mother's friend anymore. She was a pet. A pet that deserved to be loved, to be pleasured. Someone she could play with whenever she wanted. I knew that June especially was enjoying this. Why she tried to hide her attraction to women, I didn't know. What I did know, was that now she had an outlet for those desires. A toy that she could play with.

Mom came back, ignoring the erotic display in the center of the room, empty-handed. "Sorry, Henry, I can't find what you asked for."

I waved my hand. "No worries, we'll have to go shopping. June, can you hold off for a moment?"

With a loud pop, June and Megan separated. I got on one knee and stared into Megan's tired eyes. "Are you ready to go for a walk?"

She nodded, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Then, she seemed to regain some of her composure. "But, I'm naked?"

"Good point." Holding the information button on the remote, I asked, "Is there a way to have a command affect everyone? Specifically, could I make everyone feel a certain way about a person? Even if I've never used the remote on them before?"

"Yes," answered the remote in a monotone voice. "Click the power button and say, 'radius,' then use the 'up' button to determine the size of your command. Ten is the max for the whole planet. Keep in mind, there are limits to what you can command. For example, you can't make everyone strip naked, but you can make them okay with a particular person's nudity."

I raised an eyebrow. This remote really was perfect. Too perfect. Almost like it knew what I was going to use it for before I used it. Shrugging, I pushed that thought to the side, there were more important matters at hand.

I pressed the power button. "Radius." Then I pressed the up button ten times. There was little reason to press it less than that. If I decided to travel with Megan, I didn't want to have any issues. "No one will care that Megan is naked. She is my family's pet, as such, everyone will treat her as my family's pet."

The remote vibrated, but there were no other indicators the command had worked. I trusted the remote, at this point it had done everything I had told it to do without fail. Any distrust I had was out of fear rather than fact. Still, the least they could have done was give me some kind of verbal confirmation.

"Command accepted," said the remote. Ah, must have been a delay.

With that out of the way, I rummaged through the drawers in my computer desk looking for a leash and collar. When I was a kid, Dad had promised to get me a dog. I was so sure he would fulfill that promise that I bought a lease and collar with my allowance. I never did get that dog, but Megan would do.

In the back of my drawer was a red dog collar and a retractable leash. I didn't like the shape or color of the collar, but it was only a temporary measure. At the store, I could find something nicer. Something better fit for my new pet.

While I was busy looking through the drawers, June resumed her kiss with Megan. I let them have their fun, smiling as June pushed Megan onto her back so she could get a better angle. As much as Megan was my new pet, she was June's as well. Sitting on my bed and watching them did seem like a fun way to pass the time, but I had worked to do. My humiliation of Megan wasn't complete.

June seemed to sense my growing impatience, as she separated from Megan. "Sorry," she mumbled.

"No worries," I replied as I put the dog collar around Megan's neck. "You two can have plenty of fun when we get back."

Megan touched the collar and shivered, her face a mix of shame and arousal. "This is really happening," she said to herself. At that moment, I remembered that Megan wasn't under the remote's control, at least not as much as the others. Without the need of the remote, I had made her into my pet. Or had I?

"Can I come?" asked June, her hand stroking Megan's stomach as Megan still laid on the floor. "I need to do some shopping of my own."

I shrugged. "Sure, let's leave in a couple of minutes." After attaching the leash to Megan's collar, I walked her out to the living room.

While the idea of making her walk like a dog was intriguing, I let her walk normally. Besides leading her around by a leash, of course. Because I wasn't using the remote, at least that was what I thought, I didn't want to push her too far. Having Megan be naked and led around on a leash was good enough for me.